"Pitch, stop this. Please," his voice begged.

I turned around, shocked at hearing my name. Shame rushed over me as I looked into his pleading eyes. The eyes that were once filled with the bright night that had held stars now held a dark black hole of agony and pain. I couldn't help but feel guilt and regret as I looked into those eyes, as I looked into Manny's eyes.

I bowed my head in shame, not wanting to look at him. I sighed, feeling the weight of the world crashing on top of me.

"I'm sorry Manny. I won't, I made a deal, she might be the thing that brings me utter happiness."

"Pitch...what are you trying to gain by doing this? What do you-"

"I want to feel like I belong!" I shouted as my black bangs covered my blazing golden eyes. I heard the shuffling of Manny's feet as he jumped back, startled. I continued to rage.

"I...don't...belong! I just want to feel like I belong somewhere! That I'm not an outcast, I remember...I remembered how they all treated me. North, Bunny, Sandy, Tooth, the whole council, they treated me like a monster. Just because I was the guardian of nightmares, of screams, of pain, just because I am what I am...they labeled me "Monster" "Nuisance" "Outcast" "Criminal". I remember, the chains that they had put on me, as I was hung in that dark...dreary... dead...room with no escape. I remember the screams they had made me listen to, the groans and sounds of people dying in pain, I remember. You...Manny...even you, turned your back to me, as you walked away...not stopping my torture."

"Pitch...there was nothing I could do. Even though I am part of the council, the rest vote against me. Except...one did vote with me. One did vote for your freedom instead of your torture."

My head snapped up as I heard "Except...one did vote with me," a guardian, besides Manny, voted for my freedom.

"Who?" I asked.

"Saraphine."

My eyes widen as I looked down shocked. Saraphine, she......she voted for my freedom, she-

"Pitch," Manny said snapping me out of my thinking. I looked at him as he looked upon me with a sorrowful look.

"Pitch," he continued. "Pitch I'm sorry that we were so blind. But you do belong, you are a guardian-"

"I'm not a guardian, not in their eyes! I'm a monster!" I said cutting him off and Manny began to walk to me.

"Pitch, you are a guardian. You do belong with-"

"Look at me Manny!" I yelled as my eyes blazed, burning a vibrant yellow.

"Black hair, golden yellow eyes, there's no wonder they think I'm a monster. I'm a bloody demon for crying out loud!"

"You are not a demon," Manny said in a stern tone as he stalked towards me.

"What-"

"You are not evil." He was 10 feet away.

"You are not a nuisance," 5 feet.

"You...are not a monster." He stopped, his feet only inches from my own. I stayed quiet as he's sharp unwavering eyes glared at me.

"I pick every guardian for a reason, I didn't pick you to become a monster. You have a reason, just like everyone else. A reason you must find on your own time, that is when you'll understand why you were chosen."

Then he placed his left hand behind my neck and pulled me forward so he could whisper in my ear, placing my forehead on his shoulder.

"If you go through this, if you do this plan..." he whispered in my ear.

"I...I won't blame you." My eyes widen, astonished by Manny's words.

"I know we all pushed you too far, so...I won't blame you. I care about you Pitch, like you were my own son. You are a guardian, it's time you find the reason why. Think about it."

And then...he disappeared, the warmth of his hand fading from the back of my neck. The warmth of...a caring father.

❄ Elsa's P.O.V ❄

(I must warn you now, things are going to get...steamy.)

"J-Jack w-what are you doing?" I said as my back hit my bedroom wall.

"I told you Elsa..." he paused as he slowly stalked me. Walking like a predator getting closer and closer to his prey, me. "This...is your punishment."

Weeks have pass since we had returned to the North Pole and well...during those weeks Jack has forgotten to...punish me. The reason why I'm getting punishment is because when we came back I threw snowballs in his face and tried to run. He had forgotten after we went to say hi to Sandy, North, and Bunny. Tooth had came back to North Pole, so we had talked to her, asking her where she's been, how she's been doing, stuff like that. But because we had done all that, Jack had totally forgotten my "punishment" until...today.

"N-now J-Jack, l-let's not do anything reckless. Alright?" I begged as I held my hands out in front of me as I coward into the wall.

"But Elsa, my dear..." He smirked as he slammed his hands on each side of my head. Trapping me as I stared into his mischievous gaze. He slowly and utterly placed his mouth near my ear, his hot breath tingled my ear, sending chills up my spine.

"...Reckless is my middle name," He whispered seductively in my ear, licking it making me tremble from the feel of it.

He bit my ear lope softly, making a moan escape my lips. I squeezed my eyes tightly and bit my lower lip, trying to keep myself from trembling. He seductively and slowly stroked his lips down my jaw line to my neck, licking and nibbling my skin as he pleased. I bit my lower lip tighter, trying to contain the moans and gasps I wanted to release. He looked at me and smiled at seeing how flustered I was, I'm pretty sure my face was bright red. My heart was pounding as I opened my eyes to look at him, my breath was already heavy as my body became warm. He smirked as his eyes burned with mischievous. He placed his hand on my cheek, stroking his thumb softly against my lower lip, making my lips part.

"Come on Elsa, let me hear how much your enjoying this," he placed his hands on my waist, squeezing my side's tightly.

"Let me hear you," He whispered seductively as he softly stroke his lips on mine. Making me crazy as my body flared up in fire. I moved forward to catch them, wanting to taste those sweet seductive lips of his, but he pulled them away, teasing me. He chuckled as he stroked his lips on mine again, I moved to catch him, but he pulled them away, playing with me. He stroked his lips on mine again, I went to catch them and again he pulled them away. I was getting frustrated as he licked my lips, making a moan escape from my mouth. That's it, I had it! I reached to wrap my arms around his neck, wanting to pull his lips to me. I was so close, but then Jack grabbed my wrist, pinning them up against my head. I looked at him as he grinned at me, he pressed his body against mine, pushing my back into the wall.

"This is your punishment, no touchy," He said in a cocky yet seductive voice. I glared at him, he grinned and he swiftly buried his face back in my neck, sucking and nibbling at my skin. I gasped as I went weak in the knees, good thing I was leaning against the wall or I would of fell. He moved down to my neck to my collar bone, leaving a trail of wet kisses against my skin. I moaned as he seductively stroked his hands down my body to the bottom of the shirt. Blush crept on my face Jack's hands went under my shirt, his thumbs rubbing circles my stomach. I shivered under his seductive touch, he then...slowly, seductively, began to move my shirt up, stroking his hands against my sides as he stopped at my chest. The tips of his fingers just brushing the bottom of my bra. He licked his lips seductively as he stared at my stomach, I swallowed as my nerves crept over me. Then...without knowing...he began to kiss my stomach, licking and nibbling my skin as he moved down, closer and closer to the top of my jeans.

Everywhere he kissed, flared up into flames, my whole body was like a fire. Burning with heat and passion. My breath was heavy as he got to the middle of the stomach, licking it upward sending chills up my spine as a moan escaped my mouth. His hands stroked down my sides as he kissed the top of my belly button and then he got to the top of my jeans. My heart pounded as he stopped, eyeing the button of my jeans. His eyes danced with lust as his eyes unwavered from the button that had held my jeans together. I squeezed my legs together feeling nervous as he just stared. He then smiled wickedly, he slowly tapped the button of my jeans twice with his finger.

"Hm...I wonder how far I can go," he said, his voice turning husky. His eyes then flashed up at me, making me jump at his sudden gaze.

"What do you say Elsa..." He brought his face closer, the bottom of my shirt fell back to my waist. His hands were at my waist again as he touched his nose with mine, holding my gaze as his hot breath grazed against my lips.

"...how far can I go?" He asked, his voice becoming huskier than it was before.

"Uh...uh," damn husky voice, making me unable to speak.

"Hmm," he said waiting for my answer.

"Uh...uh...I," why can't I find words.

"I'm waiting Elsa and I don't know how much longer I can control myself," He said pushing his body up against me. I moaned as he pressed his body against mine and I think I had just felt-oh god. He smirked at hearing me moan, I narrowed my eyes.

"You're a Meanie!" I said and then I threw my arms around his neck, slamming his lips against mine. At first he was shocked, he moaned as he eased into the kiss, tightening his grip on my waist. Our breaths were heavy as I tighten my arms around his neck, I bit his lower lip and he purred with enjoyment. He trailed his tongue on my bottom lip, asking for entrance, I kept my mouth shut.

"Errr," he growled in frustration. He then pinched my sides, making my gasp and he dipped his tongue into my mouth.

"Mmm," I hummed as he began to twist my tongue with his. I ran my fingers through his hair, making the kiss deeper as I yearned for him. I wanted to lose con-

(End of Steamyness)

"Knock, Knock" Just then someone knocked at the door. Jack stopped kissing me as He moved so I can open the door. I fixed my shirt and my hair, making it look like I didn't just makes out with my boyfriend. Jack sat down on my bed as he crossed his arms in frustration and said in a hushed voice.

"Saved by the bell or should I say knock."

"Shhh," I said.

"Knock, Knock," They knocked again.

"I'm coming," I said.

"Already?" Jack said in a hushed voice as he smirked. I glared at him, I am sooooo going to kill him. Okay...we all know I won't.

I placed my hand on the door knob and I opened it. To my surprise it was Tooth.

"Hi, Tooth," I said with a smile.

"Hi Elsa, I...wasn't interrupting anything...was I?" She said as she looked pass me and saw a frustrated Jack.

"No...not at all. So what's up?"

"Oh right," she said looking back at me, a smile soon emerging on her face.

"North wants all the boys to train and that includes Jack." Jack whined from behind me, I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't worry he's going, anything else?"

"Yeah...um...I was wondering if you would help me make some cookies for a event a few days from now? You don't mind do you?"

My eyes widen with joy, "No...not all. I would love to help you."

Tooth's eyes beamed with joy as a smile crept up her face. "Thank you so much Elsa," she said as she bowed before me.

"Oh Tooth, you don't have to do that really," I said waving my hands back and forth.

"But you are a queen, so aren't you use to bowing?" She asked as she straighten up.

"Yeah," I sighed. "But...it doesn't mean I like it. People bowing and all makes me feel like that they think I'm some kind of Holey being or their Master. I don't like it when people think of me that way, I'm not special or anything, I'm just like you after all."

Tooth was taken aback at this remark as she stepped back and her eyes widened.

"Just...like...me?" She asked in a hush whisper, her voice dripping with astonishment. I smiled and chuckled, I looked at her, my eyes looking at her softly as I tilt my head to the side.

"Yes...just like you."

Tooth smiled, her teeth as white as the snow as her feathers perked up a little bit with happiness. She's always had these beautiful feathers, such beautiful and colorful feathers.

"Just like you," she repeated and she chuckled.

❄ Pitch's P.O.V ❄

I was laying on my big bed, the black covers consuming me as I stared up at the red ceiling, the red walls surrounding me. It was silent as I just sat there and stared up at the ceiling, the softness of my bed comforting me as I stared and thought. The storm outside roared as the lightning flashed, sending it's light through the big glass doors that lead outside. Even my black curtains couldn't stop the lightning's flash from brightening up the room. Rain pounded like drums as the wind howled lonely looking for it's pack.

"Saraphine."

I sighed as I put my right forearm over my eyes. The lightning flashed as the thundered crackled.

Have you...forgiven me Saraphine? Are you...no longer mad at me? Have you...finally been able to forgive a monster like me?

I...I still remember you. Your long beautiful dark red hair, your vibrant purple eyes, your voice, the way you smelled, I remember it all. I remember you, it's kind of hard not to remember you. I remember when we first met, you were this shy little girl, who didn't know if she belonged or not. Back then you didn't have your wings, your powers were still developing and...so were mine. We were more human then guardian back then, I was training to become of the guardian of nightmares and darkness, you...were training to be the guardian of death and life. I remember you, oh how I remember you, if I could back to those days, if we could go back to those days. I would, I would change things, I would go back for you.

I sat up in my bed, my eyes becoming dark as my heart became heavy. My hands became fist as they clutched the covers.

I...also remembered how I broke my promise. How...I hurt you. If...if I had just listened more, if I had saw more, if I understood more. If I hadn't went out with...her, if I wasn't pushed to have Elsa, if things were different. Would you...be laying in this bed right next to me, would you be happy with me? Would you smile like you did back then? Would you laugh the same? Would you cry the same? Would you feel the same? You know what I truly look like and so does Manny and the rest of the council. The guardians, don't even know...that what they see, the Pitch they see, that the children around the world see, is only a mask. A suit, a facade, a charade, you know how I look and you know how I am. You know how I am and who I could be.

You know that I could be...

I looked up and there she was. I knew that it was just my imagination, but...I wanted it to be her. I wish it was her, as she stood at the end of the bed, her hands coming together as they laid on her lap, her back straight as her long dark red hair framed her face perfectly. And those eyes, her beautiful purple eyes filled with kindness and joy as they stared at me.

...good. You know that I could be good.

She tilted her head to the side and smiled...that beautiful irresistible smile. That smile That has enchanted me so many times, it still...enchants me. Oh...how I miss you...Saraphine. I got off the bed and stood up, my eyes unwavering from her. They never wanted to leave her, my eyes wanted her to stay.

The lightning flash, lightening up the whole room and...she was gone. I looked down, the thunder booming in triumph, I looked up to the giant glass doors that were right in front of me and...I walked.

If I had kept my promise, if I had protected you like I should of had. If I had saved you from the torment. If I had saved you from those chains, the dark dreary room, the screams of pain, the groans of people dying, would you be with me, next to me? I remembered when they showed you to me, when they had walked me into that room for the first time. The dark chains that they had wrapped around your arms and legs, how they hung you in mid air. Your long dark red hair falling over your face as your eyes closed from exhaustion. They told me...you were in there for punishment.

Punishment.

Punishment for thinking...that I was good. Punishment for thinking that I wasn't a monster. Punishment for just being my friend. They told me that it was all my fault. That I'm the reason why you had to go through that, why you had to hear the screams and groans, why you were punished. I was...the reason, why you had to go through that pain.

They...they had killed me that day. I blamed myself for what you had to go through, I still blame myself. And not before long...I endured the same punishment...but my crime...was because I existed.

I stood in front of the giant glass doors, watching as the wind made the trees lean, bending them almost allowing them to break. As the rain pounded on the roof and made the ground into a lake. As the lightning painted the sky in streaks, threatening to crack it open. As the thunder boomed, threatening to shake the earth. As I watched this massive storm of movement and sound...all I could think of is...if.

If I had protected you and kept our promise. Would you be standing next to me? I could ask a million questions. But the questions I really want to ask you is...do you miss me? Do you worry about me? Are you thinking about me? Do you hate me? Do you forgive me? How are you? Are you being punished? Are you happy? Are you crying? What...do you want me to do? Do you want me to come visit you? Do you even care where I am anymore? How are you feeling? Do you still have hope? Have you fallen in love...with someone else?

Tell me...

Has my little birdie...finally earned her wings?

❄ Elsa's P.O.V ❄

"What kind of cookies are we making, Tooth?" I asked as I tied of strings of the red apron behind my back.

"Sugar cookies!" Tooth said with excitement as she pulled out a cook book with instructions to make sugar cookies. She wore a green apron as she opened up the book...

"Sugar cookies, sugar cookies..." she said determinedly as she flipped through the pages. Her eyes narrow as they concentrated looking for the right page.

"Sugar cookies, sugar cookies, s-Ah ha! Sugar Cookies!" She yelled, her eyes widening in excitement. I chuckled, she looked like a kid in a candy store as she looked excitedly at the recipe, stroking her finger down the page as she read each line.

"Elsa, can you grab the eggs?" She asked pointing to the fridge.

"Of course," I said as I walked over to the red fridge. I grabbed one of the big candy cane shaped handles and pulled the door open. I grabbed the carton of eggs and placed it on the wooden table that was in the middle of the kitchen, right next to Tooth.

"Thank you, now we need a bowl," she pointed to a red cupboard that gingerbread handles. Wow, North really gets into this Christmas stuff. He is Santa after all, I just keep forgetting that I live in Santa Claus' house/workshop. I opened the cupboard placing my hands on the gingerbread handles and I pulled out a red bowl that was bigger and wider than my head and place it on the table next to the eggs.

"Now flour, Milk, Vanilla, and that should be it." The next thing I knew Tooth was flying all over the room, opening the fridge, draws, cupboards. I knew she was fast...but I didn't know she was this fast. In 10 seconds flat Tooth had grabbed the rest of the ingredients along with the utensils we need to make the cookie dough and placed them on the table.

"Wow Tooth, I didn't know you were that fast."

"Did you think I was slow?" She asked titled her head to the side.

"No...not at all. I just didn't know you were THAT fast."

She chuckled. "Well, it's a gift and it makes things alot easier. You know, having these wings and all."

"Now let's begin."

❄ A few Minutes Later ❄

We had made the cookie dough as it now laid in the bowl that was sitting on the counter. We were Just about to place it into the cookie pan when Tooth said...

"Alright now all we have to do is-Oh I almost forgot!"

Tooth then pulled out a small blue glass bottle out of her apron pocket. The liquid in side was the same color as the bottle, the bottle had a very weird shape to it, it looked like a odd shaped tear drop as blue swirls crawled up the bottle to the top were the cap was. It was something I hadn't seen before and I knew it was definitely not vanilla.

"Tooth...um...what's that?" I asked pointed at the bottle in her hand. She looked from the bottle to me, the bottle, and back to me again.

"Oh this..." she paused as she pointed to the blue bottle and I nodded.

"This is just an secret old family recipe, it makes everything taste good. Trust me!" She said winking at me.

"Okay."

She then opened the bottle and poured the whole bottle into the dough. She placed the bottle back into her apron as she began to mix it into the dough with her hands. It was silent as we began to place bits of cookie dough in the cookie pan. We stood silently, making that cookies when...I decided to ask Tooth something.

"Hey Tooth..."

"Yeah?"

"Do you know why North wants everyone to train?"

She sighed, "it's because he wants us to be ready."

"Ready? For what?"

She looked up at me. "For Pitch."

I looked down...I had almost forgotten. I almost forgotten that we were at war with him. I sighed.

"I wished they didn't have to worry about that. About me."

Tooth smiled, "don't worry Elsa. Once they have one of this cookies...all of their problems would be...forgotten."

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❄ Jordananime Here ❄ PLEASE READ! URGENT REQUEST FOR ALL MY READERS!

Hey guys and yes I know what your thinking. "What the heck there was barely any JACK AND ELSA moments in this chapters!" I know, I know, and I'm sorry for that. But I did give one steamy moment with Jack and Elsa...hehe. I know there wasn't alot of Jelsa in this chapter and I'm sorry. Next Chapter there will be.

But in this chapter I wanted you to understand some things. In this chapter I wanted to tell you a little bit of more of Pitch's story and his background. Because I have noticed that...alot of you have been hating on Pitch. And I know you think he is the big bad guy, but I wanted to tell you his background so you have a understanding that...he's not such a bad guy after all. To tell you the truth...Pitch is one of my favorite characters in this book. Heck...I think I like writing with him the most, well...I like writing with MY Pitch. That's another thing...this is MY Pitch, not the movie Pitch, MY Pitch. To tell you the truth...you guys don't even know what my Pitch looks like, not yet. But you will soon.

This Pitch...this Pitch is different. He cares, about Jack, about Elsa, about Saraphine, about Manny, about people. And now that you know about his background...that he was treated like an outcast just because of who he was. Have...any of you felt like that...I do. And it sucks, thankfully I had people who understand, people who care for me. Pitch...he has no one. He was chained up like a monster, I know the feeling of being restricted, of being lost, lonely. I relate to Pitch the most, more than Jack and more than Elsa. I...relate to him the most. Pitch...was driven into these things because of who he was, not because of what he did. Pitch was treated like ever other kid who has been bullied and is still being bullied. So if your going to hate a Pitch, hate the movie Pitch, or another writer's Pitch, But...don't hate MY Pitch. Cause...MY Pitch is not a monster.

And I know what your thinking, "why are you making such a big deal over a book character," because...to me...they are not just book characters. I didn't create them...but I am telling their story, so to me...their family...their friends. Just like all of my other books and book characters. They are all my own creation, they...are a part of me being sent to you. A part of me that I am allowing you to see. And if you hate them...or diss my book...you'll have to deal with me. Because these books...these characters...are me, they are my friends and they are family.

Read, Comment, Vote, Write, Love, Feel, Think, don't hate the various parts of me, live, beloved, dream, search, encourage, enjoy, and...

I'll see you when the next Storm Hits.

❄ Jordananime Out ❄